marrymesacha

Sophie’s POV.

I approached the house pulling my jacket straight and standing upright. I didn’t want to be too overdressed but I couldn’t be underdressed so I settled with converse, skinnies and a nice patterned top with a leather jacket. I took one last deep breath in and knocked on the door hard. I waited for what felt like forever until I was met with the most beautiful creation smiling back at me. All at one my worries washed away and I felt completely content and happy. I stood smiling back like a goof and suddenly realised I was staring. I snapped out of it and she spoke with her heavenly voice.

“Are you gonna come in or are you just standing there?” She giggled and I nodded walking past her into the corridor. I balanced on her bannister and took my shoes off placing them neatly on the floor. I stared at her house and it was really nice. The decoration had took time and care, the walls were a bright white and the floor was filled with black tiles. The stairs had a black carpet running up them and there were pictures on the walls of Sian and, I’m presuming, her brother. He had such a kind face and looked so much like Sian. It was a delicate, yet mysterious face and his smile lit up his pale blue eyes. He was definitely Sian’s brother. It made my chest ache the fact that they had lost such a beautiful little boy. As I looked at Sian she was leaning against the bannister with her arms crossed waiting for me to finish taking my shoes off. She smiled at me and led the way to the sitting room.

Her sitting room was amazing as well. I’m guessing her mam had decorated the house because this definitely wasn’t a man’s decorating. Her dad was sat in the middle of the settee and as I walked in he smiled at me warmly moving along for me and Sian to sit beside him.

“Dad this is Sophie. Sophie this is my dad, Vinnie.” Sian said and he replied.

“Well it is very nice to meet you Sophie. I’ve heard a lot about you.” He said smiling again.

“Wow, all nice I hope?” I laughed and he replied with a laugh as well.

“Yes all nice!” Sian said offended and I just smiled at her apologetically.

“Right it’s done!” I heard a woman shout through from the kitchen and she sounded similar to Sian. I’m guessing it was her mam. As I walked into the kitchen I noticed her mam had cooked chicken fajitas. The ingredients were all in the middle of the table and everyone sat down.

“Mam as you probably know this is Sophie.” Sian introduced me again and I smiled at Sian’s mam from across the table.

“I’m Janet. I hope you like chicken fajitas Sophie.” I smiled at her and nodded my head as we all began eating. I could feel the tension building at what we were about to reveal. Sian kept looking at me with her eyes full of worry. I know she was trying to hide it but she wasn’t doing a very good job. Janet broke the silence.

“So Sophie do you go to the same school as Sian?”

“No, I don’t, I go to St. Bede’s.” I replied continuing to eat.

“Oh, so how did you both meet?” She asked inquisitively.

“Just at this party a few weeks ago.” I replied.

“Oh I see. You could be a good influence on our Sian.” She said smiling. I turned to Sian and her eyes had widened and she shook her head.

“How’s that?” I asked smiling.

“Mam! Seriously!” Sian said trying to stop her mam from answering.

“Oh shush Sian. This is a good thing, I’m not embarrassing you.” Janet finished speaking to Sian and looked towards me.

“Well ever since she met you she’s been coming in at a certain time and she’s started speaking to me and Vinne more. Hasn’t she Vinnie?” Janet looked towards Vinnie and he smiled with a mouthful of food and nodded his head. I laughed and looked at Sian, maybe a little bit too lovingly. She was so amazing, her cheeks had gone red and she had ducked her head towards her food. I looked back to Janet and replied;

“That’s really good. I’m glad.” As I looked towards Sian she gave me look which could only mean one thing, she wanted to tell them. She wanted to tell them right now.

Sian’s POV.

I widened my eyes at Sophie and looked towards my parents to warn her of what I was about to do. She swallowed a lump in her throat and nodded slowly. I could see the fear on her face and I was definitely feeling it too. I finished my last bite and pushed my plate away. She was still eating so I waited for a bit and worked out what I was going to say. I finally breathed in deeply and looked from my mam to my dad. Both were oblivious and eating their dinner. My dad had one eye on the television as usual and my mam looked deep in thought about something else.

“Actually mam I didn’t just invite Sophie round to have dinner.” I started and as I did I felt my heart race in my chest. Both my mam and dad looked at me with puzzled faces. I had started now, I had to finish. No actually I’ll just say I’ve invited her for desert as well. No to do homework! I’ll just say that. Oh no that’s ridiculous. Come on Sian – you can do this;

“You see erm… You have to hear me out before you go wild or anything like that, okay?” They both looked worried and nodded simultaneously.

“Ever since the party me and Sophie have been more than… Well we erm… She was with James and…” I felt my throat close and Sophie helped me;

“At the time when I met Sian I had a boyfriend called James. Obviously Sian knows James and at the party he was being horrible because he had a lot to drink. Anyway me and Sian began talking and stuff and we became friends.” Sophie looked towards me for support and I decided I should tell them and not leave it to her.

“We started talking a lot and now we’re… well we’re more than just friends… We’re urm, like a couple. But ever since we have been a couple you even said that I’ve cheered up and Sophie did that. She’s amazing and I’m unbelievable happy. I don’t know what I would do without her now and I know we haven’t known each other long but she is so great and it shouldn’t matter that she’s a girl.” My eyes darted from my mam to my dad and both of them didn’t know what to say or do. I couldn’t read their expressions at all. I waited for them to let it all sink in. My dad leapt up from the table and stormed upstairs. Each step echoed in my ear and I felt tears brim in my eyes. I waited for my mam’s reaction and as I looked to Sophie she gave me a reassuring smile.

“But… I thought… You haven’t known each other very long.” My mam said still trying to find something to say which would deter us being together.

“Mam I knew when we first met.” I said and she still kept her look of shock present on her face.

“Are you… So you’re not straight?” My mam said not knowing how to phrase her question.

“No mam.” I said and I watched her face become more hurt. I felt a pain in my chest. I knew she wasn’t going to be happy but I didn’t think I would hurt her. That was the last thing I wanted. I thought she would be happy that I was happy.

“So what? You like men and women, or just women?” As she said just women it looked as if she feared the answer and Sophie looked towards me, she didn’t know what I should say but I knew I needed to tell the truth.

“Urm… Just women.” She looked down at the table; she hadn’t looked at me at all since I revealed mine and Sophie’s relationship. She just stared aimlessly at the table top. I felt the tears coming back and they flowed freely from my eyes. Sophie put her arm around me and gave me a hug.

“What about you? If you had a boyfriend you can’t be a dyke?” My mam had turned nasty and as she uttered the word ‘dyke’ she said it menacingly. I looked at her and she was staring directly at Sophie trying to force blame onto her.

“Urm no… Sian’s the only girl I’ve been attracted to.” My mam slowly got up from the table and walked towards the stairs not saying a word. I was still crying and Sophie was comforting me. I was so glad I was going through this with her. She was my rock. I couldn’t have done this without her and no matter what happens now as long as I have her I can be happy.

Sian’s POV.

I am so proud. So proud that I can call Sophie my girl. She’s amazing and I can’t believe she trusts me to listen to all of her problems, to be there for her. I really think I’m falling for her but I can feel a small niggling at the back of my mind telling me not to commit. I know in my heart I need her though, I want her and I would do anything to have her forever. We had been silent for quite a while. I was staring into her eyes and she had the most content look upon her face. She actually looked happy.

“Sian you are so beautiful. Thank you for listening to me and letting me cry on you.” She finally broke the silence and I smiled at her.

“Sophie, I cried too you know. You’re so strong.” I stared into her gorgeous blue eyes and raised my hand to touch her face. She leant forwards slowly pressing her lips against mine. I closed my eyes and placed my hand on the small of her back. She ran her tongue across my lip and I opened my mouth. We kissed passionately and hungrily. She leant forward more and I wrapped my hands around her waist whilst she held the sides of my face. We pulled away breathlessly and smiled. I was so happy and I needed everyone to know. First I think I should tell the people most important to me.

“Sophie, I want you to meet my mam and dad.” I said sheepishly and awaited her response.

“What like… As a girlfriend?” She asked in disbelief. I wasn’t sure. Of course I wasn’t sure, but all I knew was even if I lost everything and was left with Sophie I would be happy. I would be so extrememly happy.

“Yeah if you want.” I said smiling reassuringly.

Sophie’s POV.

Oh my god. She just asked me to tell her parents with her. That’s huge, that’s massive. Answer Sophie, say something.

“Yeah of course I would love to.” I smiled at her and ran through everything in my head. What if they don’t like me? What if they kick Sian out? What if I make a fool of myself? Sian sensed that I was worried and grabbed my hand kissing the back of it lightly.

“Sophie, they’ll love you and if they’re not okay with everything I don’t care. I’ve got you and that’s all I need.” She meant it. She meant every word and with every word she made my heart melt that little bit more.

“Sian this is double scary because firstly you’re coming out to them and then you’re telling them you’ve got a girlfriend.” I had to make sure she was ready to do this.

“Sophie if they can’t accept that their daughter is happy then they don’t deserve me.” I wanted to make her parents so proud. I had to try my best when I met them.

Sian’s POV.

She was going to do it. They were going to meet her, I had to make a good impression and make sure my parents tried and greeted her properly. As we sat smiling at each other thinking about how big this step was I glanced at the clock. It read 25 past 10 and I had told my mam I would be in for half past.

“Soph I’m so sorry but I’ve got to go!” I said as I stood up. She stood up with me and a wave of disappointment spread across her face.

“We’ve both got school tomorrow and anyway you can come round tomorrow night and meet my mam and dad.” I smiled trying to make her feel better. I felt terrible that I had to leave her but I knew tomorrow would be amazing.

“Okay babe. Do you think they’ll be okay with us?” She asked.

“I don’t know but we don’t have to tell them we’re together if you don’t want to.” She looked at me and dimples formed in her face when she smiled.

“There is nothing I would rather do.” She said and it made me feel so warm. If we told them all I wanted was for them to accept us and accept Sophie. I wanted them to make her feel like she had somewhere to go. I lean forward and kissed her letting it linger. I pulled away and her eyes were still closed and a smile was still on her face.

“Mmm don’t leave.” She said opening her eyes and putting a cute pout on her face.

“I have to baby. I’m sorry. I’ll see you tomorrow okay?” I said smiling as I walked towards her door.

“Okaaaayy. Bye babe.” I left and walked downstairs saying goodbye to Rosie as I walked out the door.

Sophie’s POV.

She’s left and I feel weird. I feel empty and cold. I just want to see her again but I know I’ve got tomorrow to look forward to. Now I just need to think about what I’m wearing. Oh my god what will I wear!? I’ll have to look tomorrow. I need to be smart yet casual. I’m not sure what outfit says “I think I might love your daughter so don’t hate us.” I don’t think I have one that does that.

Sian’s POV.

I’m home and now that I’m thinking about tomorrow I can’t get it out of my head. What will I say? How do we act? What do I do if they don’t accept us? I don’t know what my reaction will be if they don’t accept Sophie.

Sophie’s POV.

I had to do this. I had to let her know everything. I could trust her; of course I could trust her. I was still kneeling beside the wardrobe but I had actually located the photos about 5 minutes ago. I was just preparing myself. I picked the box up and walked towards Sian. She was patiently waiting and threw me a warm smile as I sat beside her and placed the box on my lap.

“You okay?” She asked. She’s so caring and amazing. I looked up and put my hand on her face stroking her skin.

“Of course I am.” I replied and opened the box to reveal all of our family photos.

“Wow, he really did take a lot of photos didn’t he?” She said staring at the collection.

“Yeah he always used to tell me photos are the only thing in life that will never change. He was really wise, he had loads of little things he would tell me and they just stuck.” I said thinking back to how great he was. How great they both were.

“What else did he tell you?” Sian seemed really interested and she smiled urging me to continue.

“His most favourite quote was –‘ love is the condition in which another person’s happiness is essential to your own.’ He told me that when I cared about someone so much that I would give up my own happiness for them – then I was in love. Every single time he said it he would look at my mam or me or Rosie and I just knew. I knew he loved us with everything he had.” I felt a lump form in my throat so I swallowed it and began looking through the photos. The first one I came to was me and Rosie standing in the sitting room with our favourite dresses on and we were holding hands smiling at the camera. I was 10 and Rosie was 14. There was a Christmas tree beautifully decorated in the back and wrapping paper was in a big pile next to the tree.

“That was Christmas day. My mam and dad had bought us the dresses we wanted. We were so happy. As soon as we opened them we looked at each other and screamed then Rosie hugged my mam and I hugged my dad. I was always a daddy’s girl and Rosie was always a mammy’s girl. Then we raced upstairs and tried them on. We had one more Christmas together after this one.” I smiled thinking back to my dad with his camera in hand taking picture of our reaction to every single present we opened, my mam told him to put it down and help her with the dinner but he always snuck in the kitchen with the camera and sneakily took pictures of her and us.

“So you were 11 or 12 when you lost them?” Sian asked trying to say it delicately.

“I was 12. It was a couple of month after my birthday.” I wasn’t ready to explain yet. I wanted to look at more photos. As I rummaged through I found my dad’s favourite photograph. It was me, my mam and Rosie sitting on the grass in a park. My mam was looking shy as always and I was being silly and sticking my tongue out whilst Rosie pouted for the camera.

“This was the summer after that Christmas.” I said pointing to the previous picture in Sian’s hand.

“This was his favourite picture ever. He said it captures us all perfectly. My mam was very camera shy, Rosie was a poser and I was just a bit of an idiot like him.  He used to call us his three angels.” I felt a tear fall from my cheek. It was happiness mixed with sadness. I was so happy I had a dad like him but I was sad that I had to lose him. He was inspirational and he’ll always be my hero.

“My mam was really shy. She wasn’t the typical mam though, she was astonishing. She amazed me with everything she did. She was the type of mam that cared and gave you advice when you most needed it. She couldn’t be mad at us for more than a few seconds, mostly because my dad would always make her laugh with a stupid joke.” I felt the tears fall freely now and I hadn’t looked at Sian since I started crying but she obviously knew. She put her arm around me and pulled me tight. I grabbed onto her top and clutched it. I felt my body moving uncontrollably. I had never ever done this in front of anyone. Not even Rosie and here I was crying my heart out on a girl I only met at a party less than a week ago. But she wasn’t any girl. She was my girl. My amazing Sian and she was here stroking my hair and kissing the top of my head.

“It’s okay babe. I’m right here. It’s gonna be fine.” She whispered and I felt my heart warm. I felt different. I felt like there wasn’t a hole anymore. I felt loved. I pulled my head away from her and noticed I had left tear marks all over her top.

“I’m sorry.” I said smiling apologetically and looking at the marks. She looked down and smiled.

“Don’t be silly it’s fine.” There was a hint of worry in her eyes and she looked at me waiting for me to speak. I wiped underneath my eyes and pulled my hand away noticing I had mascara on my fingers. I said the only thing I thought I should;

“I bet I look a right mess.” I said wiping my tears with my sleeve.

“Sophie you could never ever look a mess. You’re more beautiful than anyone I’ve ever seen.” Sian spoke and I smiled. I’ve never smiled when I’m crying. That’s a first. She smiled back at me knowing she had made cheered me up. I looked at the photos still in her hand. I turned back to the box and began looking at them again. She put her hand over mine and spoke;

“Sophie we honestly don’t have to do this.” I smiled at her and grabbed her hand.

“Sian this is what I want. There just might be a few tears on the way.” I said and she chuckled. I found the last picture we had taken together. We were on holiday, our last holiday. My dad had his shorts and a T-shirt on and he was smiling widely, he had his arm around my mam who was rolling her eyes at his goofy smile then me and Rosie were in front of them. Once again Rosie was pouting and I had my thumbs up mirroring my dad’s goofy smile. I handed Sian the photo.

“This was the last photo. Some random Greek waiter took it for us. My mam loved going to hot places but my dad always complained so she promised him they could go to Austria one year. Obviously that year didn’t come. My dad wasn’t in many photos but this time my mam made him. They died a few weeks after this when we got home. My dad was at a meeting, he worked for this big company who dealt with cars. They had to discuss what would improve them and stuff like that. I never really did understand his certain role. He was quite low down in the company though but he was in charge of his department so when there were interview’s he had to be there. Anyway this one night he was there until about 11. He was on the way home and his car broke down because he ran out of petrol so he rang and asked my mam to come pick him up in her car. She went and knocked on our next door neighbours Sandra and asked her to keep an eye on me and Rosie. So Sandra came round and my mam left to go and pick my dad up. That was the last time I saw her. It was raining pretty heavy and she had arrived at where my dad had broken down. She got out the car which was parked on the hard shoulder and she walked round to the bonnet of my dad’s car where my dad was. They had their back to traffic and a jeep came ploughing down the motorway and lost control of the car and it slid into my mam and dad. He knocked my mam and dad down and killed them instantly. He survived however and got 3 years in prison for reckless driving. I don’t blame him, I know it wasn’t deliberate. Me and Rosie have met him and I’ve never met a more apologetic man. I blamed him at first but I know he’s going to live with it forever so why make him even guiltier?” I felt good. I felt relieved that I was able to speak to someone and they actually listened. I hadn’t cried as well, I think that was because I felt comforted. I looked at Sian and a single tear fell from her cheek. She sniffed and looked down at the floor.

“How much of an idiot am I? Crying and it’s about you not me. You are the strongest, most forgiving girl I’ve ever met. I’m so sorry Sophie.” Sian said and was staring it me in admiration. I hugged her tight and spoke in her ear;

“What are you sorry for silly?” I asked still hugging her.

“That you had to lose them. This world’s cruel and I wish you didn’t have to lose them.” She truly cared and she cared so much that she was crying again and I felt her body moving against mine. I pulled away and she wiped her eyes.

“I know. I sometimes think what if my dad had of just rang the breakdown service, would they have gotten there earlier and helped him faster? What if he had put petrol in his car the day before? What if it wasn’t raining? The littlest of things could change it but then again if things changed would it have still led me to you? I miss them every day Sian but I truly believe they gave me you to comfort me. Since I’ve met you I don’t think about my mam and dad 24/7 and that’s a good thing. They would want me to find someone and be happy.” I kissed Sian’s forehead and she smiled at me.

“Sophie I’m always gonna be here to listen. They both sounded amazing and I’ll never get tired of hearing about them. You’ve got your dads features you know? You’ve got his eyes.” I blushed slightly and smiled at her. Rosie had always told me I had dad’s eyes but I never really believed her. I was so happy and I had never felt like this when I talked about my mam and dad. I always felt hurt and pain but today was different. I was looking at the other side of it all. I was thinking about how perfect they were and the amazing life they gave me and Rosie. Sian did this; she made me see things differently. I know she likes me a lot but I didn’t know where we both stood on loving each other. I think I definitely loved her but I was scared of the reply. Did she love me? Or was it too soon?